In the past, Xie Zhixue and Yuwenzhang had rarely met, yet she had heard rumors that he was a man of peculiar habits who held little affection for women. Whenever a noble lady tried to court his favor, he would, if he were in a good mood, invent all sorts of excuses to reject her; if he were in a bad mood, he might simply berate her to her face.
The two were pressed closely together. Xie Zhixue, already blushing, felt her cheeks flush an even deeper, intoxicating shade of crimson. Fortunately, with Yuwenzhang behind her, he could not see the panic in her eyes. Time seemed to stand still, and the warmth she had lost began to seep back into her body bit by bit.
"Xue'er."
Chapter 109